Chapter 35

Before I could answer, movement behind Leon caught my attention. I looked passed the mostly naked man to see an olive-skinned brunette walk passed, she too was wearing nothing but a towel. She wasn't paying attention to who was at the door, but Leon noticed my eyes drift passed him.

The smirk on his face lasted all of three seconds, right up until my fist connected with his nose. I moved before I knew what I was doing, it was like I was watching myself act instead of doing it. I could hear and feel the cartilage crunch under my blow, his face instantly a mask of blood.

Leon hit the floor with a thud, crying out in pain. But I was on him straight away, not giving him any respite. I landed another two clean punches into his face before he got his arms up, covering his busted nose and protecting his head. So I lit up his ribs with a few solid hits, his grunts and groans as satisfying to me in my current state then my sisters moans of pleasure.

A hand on my shoulder dre